Leon - Five Minutes Earlier
The impostor kneeling before me paled at my question. “W-What--?”
“I asked who you are,” I confirmed, staring daggers at her. The woman scurried sideways, her eyes never leaving me. I took advantage of the distance between us to pull my pants and briefs up and redress myself. “You’re obviously not Yesenia, so tell me who the hell you are and why you’re impersonating my fiancé, and I’ll consider a quick death for your punishment.”
The fake Yesi picked herself up off the carpet and made a hasty attempt to cover her body with her dress. “What?! You asked her to marry you? When? Why?”
It was surreal to have someone who looked and sounded exactly like Yesenia--and presented themselves as her up until that point--refer to Yesenia as a separate person. That was all
